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Haunted Mansion - Chapter 12B
An original chapter written by Jayse, based on an overall story concept by Wyndfeld
Corbin unleashes his most brutal punishment yet on the handsome muscle giant, Logan. Can the bull hunk survive until dawn?
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Two 100-pound dumbbells lifted off of their cradle and started to float toward the bound muscle stud. Logan saw the approaching weights and redoubled his frantic efforts to break free. The heroically handsome young jock desperately wanted to pull away or close his huge legs, anything to spare his enormous, aching balls any further trauma. But no matter how hard he tried to break away, Logan’s balls still sat there on the bench, heavy and huge and oh so vulnerable, waiting for Corbin’s next attack. And they didn’t have to wait long.
The face of each dumbbell was about eight inches across, only perhaps an inch or two wider than each of Logan’s own colossal bull balls. So while the dumbbells were too small to effectively strike both balls at the same time, they were perfect for flattening out and squashing a single ball. And that was exactly what they began to do. Corbin held the two huge dumbbells high overhead, one poised above each of Logan’s massive nuts, and then began slamming them down on the huge orbs, alternating left, then right, then left, then right, almost like the pistons in a car engine.
The loud and very beefy SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! was nearly drowned out by Logan’s deep-voiced roars of agony. His balls were suffering their greatest and most brutal punishment yet, being slowly and steadily pounded into mush by the cruel and wicked specter. The force of the blows was truly horrific, as were the very loud and wet slaps of steel on flesh. Each of Logan’s gigantic balls was being crushed almost flat with every mighty blow, and it was obvious that even his burly and incredibly resilient balls couldn’t hope up under this vicious abuse much longer.
At the same time, something must have snapped deep inside Logan’s plumbing, for suddenly he was shooting his THIRD monumental load of the hour. Gigantic ropes and salvos of chunky white sperm erupted from the young man’s thundering cock, spraying great ribbons of cum up into the air and once again festooning every surface with another thick layer of fresh man splooge. This gigantic muscle kid was simply unreal! Corbin couldn’t believe his eyes — Logan was cumming as if he hadn’t shot a load in a month, even though he’d already just pounded out the two most voluminous man loads in history! The evil ghost reveled in the fact that this supremely masculine and virile young stud was pumping out his final, majestic load even as his mighty nuts were being reduced to a gooey paste.
WHAM!! WHAM!!
WHAM!! WHAM!!
WHAM!! WHAM!!
WHAM!! WHAM!!
WHAM!! WHAM!!
WHAM!! WHAM!!
WHAM!! WHAM!!
WHAM!! WHAM!!
WHAM!! WHAM!!
WHAM!! WHAM!!
Left, right, left, right, left, right, over and over and over again. The huge, hammering weights were slowly grinding down Logan’s proud and mighty bull balls into a sac of broken and worthless goo. Corbin was lost in a haze of maniacal, lust-filled glee as he steadily pounded the greatest set of stud nuts in history into permanent sterility.
Logan’s third load, while still truly monumental, was perceptibly smaller than the previous two. Still unimaginably mammoth and powerful, far bigger than even Dave’s titanic stud load from earlier that night, the all-star quarterback’s third load was a bit smaller nonetheless, amounting to “only” about three dozen massive blasts of sperm (38 blasts to be exact, as recorded by the various video cameras scattered throughout the room). Corbin kept right on hammering away at Logan’s obviously spent and nearly shattered balls for several minutes after the muscle stud’s mighty orgasm had ended, pummeling his mauled and ruined sac with wild abandon and a frenzy of destruction.
When Corbin finally stopped and let the two huge 100-pound weights drop heavily to the cum-soaked floor, he fully expected to find a huge soft bag of mush where once resided two huge, healthy bull balls. And at first glance, Corbin thought that’s exactly what he was seeing, for Logan’s hairy and bruised-covered ball sac was so swollen that it looked like it contained one huge, liquid-filled sphere of broken nut guts. But as his surprised and widening spectral eyes drew closer, the ghost discovered with stunned incredulity that there were still TWO huge intact orbs contained in that massive sac! Swollen, mushy, and more than a little misshapen, but clearly and miraculously still intact!!
Corbin was paralyzed for several long moments, not able to believe what he was seeing. No man’s balls could have POSSIBLY survived the horrific abuse he had just rained down on Logan, but somehow the young football star’s almighty bollocks had somehow pulled through. Barely, perhaps, but they had survived. Corbin had never encountered a set of balls even a fraction as tough and resilient as these two huge monstrosities. And with only 15 minutes left until dawn, he knew he had to work fast to burst those huge balls once and for all, or risk remaining trapped in the underworld forever. The young man’s titanic testicles were now horribly weakened and softened up by the previous abuses, though, so the evil spirit knew it shouldn’t take more than a couple of good blows to burst his balls open like a pair of overripe melons.
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